A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow.
Boris PasternakI have the impression that if he didn't complicate his life so needlessly, he would die of boredom.
Boris PasternakYou and I, it's as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.
Boris Pasternak